Then Anna burst out laughing. Her laughter sounds so creepy. The king became irritated with her. Her laughter was so loud that it could be heard from outside the chamber. Through that laughter, Anna let out all her feelings about how disgusting the Harlow family was and how they ended up losing their nobility by wanting the blood of a slave they had always despised. What an irony."Cut her tongue." I command you."A guard took out the dagger he was carrying. The others held Anna. Anna remained calm and kept a smug face. Then, with one swipe, her tongue was cut out. She didn't laugh anymore, but she kept smiling, as if she felt no pain. But it was true—she felt no pain at all.Then she was moved back to the dungeon. Her feet were chained. Every evening, a guard came and slashed her wrists. They collected the blood in a glass as King Daryl's personal wine. She was kept fed, watered, and medicated to keep her alive so they could continue to take her blood. Several times, Lady Tiana also
Lord Heather would not attack an army led by a dying man, he is too honorable for that dishonesty. Once he got an information that Erwin was mortally wounded, he sent his troops back to his castle. He did not stoop so low as to take advantage of Erwin's plight to win the war.Erwin was unconscious for almost two months before he opened his eyes again. During his unconsciousness, his soldiera faithfully guarded him. And his beloved lady dragon, Frenya, was guarding him outside his tent as well. He was not welcomed back into the palace. So he was treated for on the the very same meadow, with limited physican and medicine.Jean already discovered the person who attacked Erwin, but he was waiting for Erwin to regain consciousness before he could punish the traitor.A few days before he opened his eyes, Erwin's wounds healed miraculously, and his troops rejoiced for him. His torned heart suddenly whole again. His wounds started to dry as his face gain it's colour again, not as pale as befo
"Prepare my red dress. There is a man I must kill tonight. The handsome, arrogant prince Erwin Oh my god, finally I can see how handsome he is." Lady Arista said to her handmaidLady Arista climbed out of her milk tub. Still naked, she sits on the couch behind her dressing table.She looked at her naked body through the mirror."I'm beautiful," she said."Yes, my lady, you are the most beautiful girl in the whole kingdom. The prince will be sick for you," said her handmaid as she brushed her master's hair."I must kill Prince Erwin," said Lady Arista again.She is in a high mood tonight. She found a new prey. All men are foolish when it comes to female beauty, including the prince, she thought. And she always knows that her beauty is "lethal". She loves to break all men's hearts with her beauty and black eyes. And she even feels confident that Erwin will fall in love with her and that she will break his heart as well."Just because I have to marry him does not mean he will have my lov
Erwin walked alone to House Heather's castle. The castle courtyard was too small to accommodate his gigantic dragon Frenya, so he "parked" her in a meadow and walked to the castle by himself. He wore a coat to cover his blonde hair. Although no one recognized his true identity, he still often encountered the flirtatious advances of girls who passed by him. Even a prostitute from the brothel almost pulled him into her room, but Erwin said:"I'm sorry, woman, but I already have a lover and am on my way to my future wife's house. A man who is going to be a husband is not fit to sleep with a prostitute in a brothel."When Erwin reached the castle's grand gate, he took off his coat. He showed the guards his blond hair, and he introduced himself. The guards recognize him. They asked for Erwin's sword to take with them, and Erwin handed over his sword."Do not be afraid, my prince. Lord Heather will not harm a guest who takes refuge in his house.""I am not afraid," said Erwin.Four guards t
Lady Arista entered Erwin's room and saw the prince looking at his reflection in the mirror."My prince, I'm sorry I kept you waiting so long," she said.Erwin turned to look at Lady Heather. He saw Lady Arista bowing respectfully to him."So you are Lady Heather," said Erwin.Erwin walked up to Lady Arista to kiss her hand."This is awkward for me; why do we have to talk in the room, my lady? I want some fresh air; how about we sit on the terrace?" Erwin said."No need. I usually meet guests in the room.""Really? Is that what your father taught you?"Lady Arista nodded.All her life, Lady Arista's father, Lord Heather, had whispered in her ear about her beauty and noble status, saying that there was no other woman more precious than her and that she must raise her family's status one day. Lady Arista believed what her father said wholeheartedly; even when her father asked her to meet guests in the room and use her beauty to manipulate other nobles, Arista believed that it was what a
"Is this your best? Oh no, I mean, is this what you're used to? Is this how your father raised you, my lady?" Erwin asked Lady Arista.All the noble accessories on the lady's body had come off, and her naked body was visible to Erwin's eyes. However, Erwin did not look at her with a lustful gaze, as she would have liked, but rather with a gaze that showed deep concern for her."Don't you want to make love to me? Don't you want to squeeze these?" asked Lady Arista as she squeezed her breasts.Erwin was sick to his stomach. Not even Anna or his other concubines had gone this crazy."What are you thinking about? Remember who you are; you are a noble lady. Why are you acting like a prostitute?" Erwin asked with an increasingly concerned look.Lady Arista walked towards Erwin. Then she touched his crotch. Erwin dismissed her. She even jumped on him and pressed her lips to his, kissing him ferociously. Erwin tried to remove Lady Arista from his body in a gentle way. He doesn't want to harm
The king was naturally surprised to see Erwin alive and fierce on the dragon's back. And he was terrified to see the anger in Erwin's eyes. At that moment, even the bravest knight accompanying them was frightened by Erwin's arrival. How could they not? They believed that Erwin already knew about the assassination attempt against him, and for that sole reason, he could order the dragon to burn them all. Even now, Erwin has witnessed the girl he loved being humiliated and severely injured. Even if Anna were not his girl, his anger by seeing the poor girl tortured by the king’s madness would still tolerable. They all know that what he did to Anna was unforgivable, they wish that they stopped him earlier, maybe Erwin will spare their life then. But, now, they are too late. And Erwin’s wrath will consume they all.However, the king himself suddenly calmed down after he realized that Erwin, who was accompanied by the dragon Frenya, did not have a single soldier with him."Take it easy, dear
Erwin took Anna to his chamber, and he slowly put the unconscious girl to the bed."Call the physicians, quick!" he shouted.The guards fasten their steps, heading find the physicians. Either out of fear of an furious Erwin or because they were in a hurry to get Anna some help.Erwin took a clean cloth and a bucket of water. He wiped Anna's bloodied body. He saw that Anna's body was full of very deep cuts. And he grew angrier, it looks like there is a fire in his cold blue eyes.The physician came over anxiously."Where have you been? Why did you take so long to come? Take care of her quickly." Erwin said, still in an angry tone. He scolded the three physicians. However, the three seemed to understand Erwin's anger after seeing the poor girl and what the king did to her body. The most senior physician ordered the other one to bring more sewing thread. Anna's wounds were gaping wide, and they needed to close it. Some of the wounds were still bleeding. And others had already started to
Through her tears, a radiant smile blooms on her pretty face."Oh my dearest master. My little heart could endure all the pain and sorrow I've been through. But, it couldn't endure the joy that comes from your truth. I am dying because of the joy."Her hand reaches out. Her fingers trembling slightly as it seeks his touch. Her fingers reach up to brush away a tear from his cheek."And forgive me, my lady... How i regret for hiding the truth from you. If only... If only I were bold enough to confess our love in front of my family. To leave my highborn life behind, to elope with you. None of this would happen. And i regret that from the bottom of my heart. Forgive me, my lady.Jean gazes at her, vision foggy from tears welling up. Her soul belongs to her, but her body has changed. Her face is still the same, yet in this life she is far more pretty. Her eyes changed from brown to purple. She is not his, not in this life. Another love, another life, and another purpose await her.She look
"You... Do you wish me to leave, master? Even before knowing what I want to tell you?"For Jean, the longer he looks at her, the less sure he is to keep her for Erwin. She had to leave soon before he changed his mind. Her beautiful, purple eyes might tempt him to kiss her."Leave me alone. Never show your face to me again. Never. Never." He said with a firm voice, almost like the tone he used when he gave a war speech.Anna's heart wrenched as she felt the "seriousness" in her master's voice. It's valid; he doesn't want to see her again. A choked sob escaped her lips, followed by a torrent of tears that streamed down her face. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs as her tears welled up and spilled over. She fell on her knees, feeling déjà vu when her master sent her to the Kingsley Palace centuries ago."I will leave. But, take this with you. Press this crystal right against your heart. And you will see everything about us," she said as she put the crystal right in his doorway. "I wis
For centuries, Jean wandered the earth, his once clear purpose becoming a distant echo in his immortal existence. He walked through countless epochs, observed civilizations rise and fall, and saw the face of the world change in ways he could never have imagined. As the years turned into decades, and decades into centuries, the world around him became a blur. The faces, the names, the places - they all began to merge into one, an indistinguishable haze of experiences. The figure of Anna, the woman he had once loved so deeply, started to fade from his memory, her image distorted by the countless faces he had encountered. His mind, once sharp and focused, was now clouded with confusion. Memories of his past life seemed like fragments of a dream, disjointed and elusive. The love he had for Anna, the promise he had made to Thanaros, all were lost in his distorted mind. He lived among humans, but he was not one of them. He was an ageless being, trapped in a cycle of endless wandering and
Jean, feeling devastated, found himself burying Anna all by himself in the empty graveyard. The weight of sadness weighed heavily on his shoulders as he painfully dug into the ground, missing the presence of any helping hands. Eberfraid, his older brother, stood nearby with a stern look, making it clear that no one should offer assistance.After burying her, he solemnly said to Eberfraid that he would spend time by her grave."You can't fuck dead girl," Eberfraid uttered with disgust, spitting onto Anna's grave before departing, leaving Jean alone with her dead girl.Jean sat beside Anna's grave, the cold wind biting into his skin, seemingly mirroring the cold emptiness within him."My brown-eyed love," he began, his voice barely a whisper, "I did so many wrong things to you. I feel like this pain is enough to kill me so I can be reunited with you, my love. And God knows how I regret not confessing my love for you when I had the chance. I regret not fighting for our love, for letting
The dungeon was like a nightmare, where light ran away and sounds vanished. As Jean entered the suffocating darkness, a sense of dread gripped him. He followed Gregory, each step echoing on the cold ground.Finally, they arrived. The cell was an echo of despair, its iron bars a cruel barrier, separating its occupant from the world beyond.Jean, filled with determination, approached the iron door of the cell, the heavy metallic scent invading his senses. With a cold, heavy key that Gregory have him, he unlocked the door, the grating sound echoing through the silence. As he stepped inside, the gravity of the moment weighed heavily on his heart, he will soon reunite with the woman he loved with all his heart, Anna.And there, in the heart of this darkness, was Anna. She lay motionless on the cold stone floor, her once vibrant spirit extinguished. Her hair, once full of life, was now matted and lifeless. The clothes she wore were nothing more than tattered rags, a testament to her sufferi
"Where are you off to at this late hour, husband?" Lady Yessica, Jean's wife, exclaimed with a mix of curiosity and concern, squinting as she noticed Jean's surprisingly formal outfit. "Why did you get the carriage ready? Everyone in the castle is sound asleep."Jean paused, he carefully chose his words. "I... I need to visit my old friend, Lord Kingsley, Yessica," he finally replied."Or is it your old slave? Are you going to see her, Jean?" Yessica questioned sharply. Her gaze bore into Jean's, searching for any sign of deception.Jean feigned confusion as if he didn't understand Yessica at all. "Who... who are you referring to?""Anna. Don't think I haven't noticed," Yessica's voice trembled with hurt and accusation. "The way your eyes betray you when her name comes up? The way you've kept her picture all these years? I'm your wife, Jean, not a fool.""My lady..." Jean began, his voice tinged with guilt, struggling to find the right words to ease Yessica's pain.But Yessica cut him
Anna found herself alone once again. The icy restraints gripping her wrists offered some comfort in the gloomy dungeon. With a chilling finality, the stone door closed, plunging her into an endless darkness and loneliness. Deprived of even the most basic needs, food and water, the empty feeling in her stomach mirrored the void in her heart."My dear Master, even though my memory of you is lost, I still feel a deep love for you in my heart. I wonder, do you feel the same way about me? I often find myself yearning for your presence, longing to know what you are doing at this very moment. Please tell me, where are you? and I miss you more than words can express.In the deep dungeon abyss, Anna's life faded. Every breath became a battle, a desperate plea for life. Her once healthy body, is now fragile, tormented by starvation and dehydration. The cold touch of death drew nearer, tempting her to surrender. Yet, on the edge of oblivion, Anna held onto her love for Jean."I wanted to have m
In the suffocating depths of the dungeon, Anna's soul burned with an unquenchable fire. Tied to the icy stone wall, she endured agonizing captivity. Hungry and thirsty, all she could think about was Jean. His beautiful emerald eyes brought her comfort in the midst of despair. Even in the worst situations, Anna held onto the memory of Jean as her lifeline in the storm of loneliness.Days became a blur for Anna, each moment echoing in the empty dungeon.Suddenly, the loud clatter of keys on iron grated on her ears, pulling her out of her deep despair. Gilbert walked into the cell, his silhouette highlighted by the flickering torchlight, his expression determined. The sight of him gave Anna chills, yet a glimmer of hope flickered in her eyes."Hey Anna," he started, his mighty voice echoing through the chilling, sending shivers down her spine. "I've come to find you," he continued, his footsteps echoing ominously against the cold, hard floor. "Hey, have you finally realized the consequen
Who is Jean Lyndhurst? His letter gives the sounds like we were once very close and he cares deeply about me."Consumed by overwhelming confusion, Anna desperately struggled to recollect memories of Jean. With closed eyes, her mind aimlessly wandered through her past, desperately grasping for any trace of Jean's presence, yet it yielded nothing. A wave of sickness washed over her, her heart heavy with a melancholic ache, and she yielded to unconsciousness.****Anna slowly opened her eyes, the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains. As she turned her head, she saw Gilbert sit peacefully beside her in the bed, waiting for her to wake up. Concern etched on his face, he reached out to her and gently asked,"My darling, are you alright?""Jean, my lord," she replied in a hushed voice. "Who is he?"Anna, still feeling a sense of unease, handed Gilbert the crumpled letter she had found earlier. As Gilbert scanned its contents, his brow furrowed."So you read this letter?" he questi